[Introducción] : E : A : E 2x [Verso]E A E I walk the streets of Japan till I get lostE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E With a graveyard tan carrying a crossE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I like studying faces in a parking lotE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I like driving backwards in the fogE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anything [refrao]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Verso]E A E I like gypsy moths and radio talkE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I like gospel music and canned applauseE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I like colorful clothing in the sunE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tonguesE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anything [refrao]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [ponte]Dm Bend and shape meC I love the way you areA Am Slow and sweetlyG E Like never beforeDm Calm and sleepingC We won't stir up the pastA Am So descretelyG E We won't look back [Solo] [refrao]E D A Em The things that I've loved the things that I've lostE D A Em The things I've held sacred that I've droppedE D A Em I won't lie no more you can betE D A E I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget [Verso]E A E I like throwing my voice and breaking guitarsE A E Cause it doesn't remind me of anythingE A E I like playing in the sand what's mine is oursE A E If it doesn't remind me of anything
Doesn't Remind Me
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Composición: Audioslave, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello y Bradley Wilk
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